
After finishing primary school, my dad gave me two choices to choose from, for my higher educations:
- Chong Hwa Independent High School in KL
- Hin Hwa Independent High School in Klang
Deep down inside, I really wanted to go to those government high schools, just like my uncles and aunties, just like my cousin brothers and sisters, and most important of all, just like my primary school's 'buddies', they were all going to the same high school!! Both Independent high schools accepted my applications (my dad's applications to be precise!) and both offered me hostel accommodations. Unwilling, I chose option 1, Chong Hwa Independent High School.
I was in the hostel for only a year. There were happy times and also not so happy times. From second year onwards, I had to wake up 5:30 every morning to catch the first bus from Subang Jaya to Kota Raya, and then from Kota Raya to Jalan Ipoh. Those dark, cold and sleepy mornings...the routine went on for the next three years untill I was in Senior Middle Two, my dad bought me my very own transport, a Suzuki scooter! My pride and joy at that time.
High school wasn't easy for me, but, like what my dad said, I made some really good, life long friends! I am proud to say that all you guys are 'priceless' to me. A couple of days ago, I had an MSN session with a friend I knew from Junior Middle One. We were quite close back then but sort of grew apart after Junior Middle One because he stayed in the better classes while I drop back to those 'naughty' classes. The distance grew as we got older, until almost twenty years later! On our first MSN session (typing message, not webcam),he wrote : 'Hello bro, how are you doing?'. I was so shock! He refers to me as 'BRO'?! I don't know what these three alphabets meant to him but they meant the world to me. During that MSN session, we 'click' right away. We just carried on from where we left it in 1988! We covered so many topics, yet not enough, even some very personal ones, no barriers at all. What a session, it was unbelievable!
I guess this is what my dad wanted for me from day one, to make some 'real' friends, some brothers and sisters! When my dad was in high school, he spent two years in a boarding school in Kuantan. Those friends he met in Kuantan are still his best friends today, they still organise annual gatherings, and my dad attended each and everyone on them, another 'unbelievable'. I envy them from the bottom of my heart.
I hope one day we will be able to be like them. At the mean time, I guess I will have to settle for 'gathering' in this blog!







